a story about everything but birds

There are several ways to make Death favor you: may it be offers in gold or quickness of hand, if you would be able to touch her feet unnoticed. 

And you may dance beside Death but very few do, ‘cause she would watch you closely. Those she dislikes won’t live for long but even shorter would be lifes of those she likes too much, ‘cause she would take them for herself. _______________________________ Zurn-Shai, dancing her part as Death for a local pagan celebration of spring. 

Somehow, every time I draw him in this crimson shirt someone is going to die.

Eyyat'Sha

A spirit of eternal wildfire in ilay mythology.

And also a nickname once given to Kahary.

But, as it turns out, fire wasn’t everlasting. 

- "Это о времени тусовок и наркотиков. Классический сценарий, пытался кинуться во все гедонистические крайности одновременно, чтобы отвлечься, но со временем стало понятно что от этого только хуже и ничего уже не радует, ничего не осталось. угли."

It’s about his time with drugs and partying. Goes pretty cliche - when Dan left he felt hollowed out, 

hoped to dull this feeling with all kinds of cheap thrills but soon realized that nothing did it for him no more, 

that he felt nothing.

Nothing happens for a long few seconds, except his nervous chuckle and ‘what the fuck’ under his breath. 

Ancient stones flare up with huge, unbearably vivid word ‘Lies’.

Arladan can feel slow and sticky fear creeping in his chest and straightens himself. Think. There must be a way around it. It’s just ridiculous. Why would he? Anger rushes through him and he does nothing about it when he really should’ve, as many times before. He exhales sharply, suggests they search for another way in, ‘cause it’s  o b v i o u s l y  a sham, voice almost not wavering but hands fidgeting. After some back-and-forth arguing as he convinces others they should take another route he almost convinced himself. An ‘almost’ should do. Just pray the spirits no one tries to probe him further. 

Ilmis is rocking on his feet, uneasy. What is his ‘darkest secret’? Is it the things he just doesn't tell people? Does it have to be something gross? In whose view? The answer was so obviously there and nowhere at all, at the same time.   

Some creature designs for my story. These guys practically look like what they have witnessed in their life.

So, I did the meme recently. 

It was weird times...

Here’s the thing: Dan teaches fencing (the duel kind) to a small class of third sons and rebelious ladies inbetween squad assignments. And they’re good. Partially ‘cause teachings of House of Toart has some very effective tricks, mostly because everyone of them care only about being good, not about reputation, so an other-world-runaway mercinary is okay, if he’s a skilled one.